HEY REVIEW! ALSO I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE A SHOUT OUT TO: ScarletAndGold13, 98nomes, clato4ever7, girl-on-fir3, clatos-girl and Hunger-Games-Lover555 for their reviews and especially to SpunkyGirl6487 for her advice on being more descriptive so I will try to do that from now on. Xxx Allison!

Clove POV

I get home and I am still partly drenched. I walk into my penthouse bedroom and look at my Victoria Secret clock. 5:30. Shit, that means I have like 20 minutes to get ready. I hop in the shower and scrub and wash for a record time of 5 minutes. I hop out dry really quickly and blow-dry my hair. Fast walking to my closet I pick up the first dress I see which is one that is a royal purple, halter neck dress with silky and puffy bottom. I quickly check for wrinkles but there isn't any so I slide it on and check out myself in the mirror. Not too shabby. I quickly brush on some neutral shimmery makeup and a nude gloss. I grab my wallet and put that and my phone in my purse. I run out the door barefoot so I have to go back inside and put on the tan and gold pumps I wore to school earlier. I rush to my car and pull out of the driveway very fast. I put in the address to my GPS and pretty much speeded the whole way there. I put on the radio and hear my jam and turn it up.

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

The chorus just ends as I pull into the long driveway of the address. The house (more like a mansion) is huge. I have never seen a house as big (except for mine). I hurry out of my car and to make sure check my gold watch. 5:59. Good. I ring the doorbell and hear footsteps approaching. I smooth out my hair and Cashmere opens the door. What?

Where we left off with Cato and Cashmere…

Cato's POV

As soon as we get home my mother immediately scolds us for being late and soaked. "So your father will be home at 6, he is driving his work friends here after they drop off there car and will drive home with their daughter who will be driving here." She says this in a sharp voice but it is hard to take her seriously cause her latest Botox injection makes her look our age. Ah the magic of Botox. Cashmere dashes up the stairs and I follow suit.

Cashmere's POV

I hurry to get ready. Father always says to look our best because apparently it affects his work. I hop in the shower and can practically feel the chemicals rinsing off. Damn Marvel. Anyway after I am done I dry off and put my hair in a crazy braided halo on my head. I saw this in Seventeen and I think it looks fabulous. I quickly head over to my wardrobe and pick out the most appropriate dress. A black, one shoulder dress, which comes up right above the knee. Perfect. I head over to my silver, metallic vanity and open my drawer of Mac eye shadows. I choose a metallic silver one and quickly use my brush to sweep it on my eyelids. Getting silver heels, I slip them on and head downstairs because I hear a doorbell. I open it up and it is Clove. "Clove, what are you doing here?" I ask puzzled.

"My parents have a dinner tonight here."

"Oh, so you are their daughter." Everything makes since now.

"Yeah." I escort her in and we go up to my room.

"So, do you like Cato?" I ask

"Sorta, I don't know him well though.

"Well he likes you." Clove starts blushing madly.

Clove POV

Cato likes me. Cato likes me. Oh happy day. I hear the door open downstairs. My parents and their dad must be here. Fun